Meeting The Tagets

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A/N: HELLO PEOPLE! FIRST THING FIRST HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I'M SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR THIS TERRIBLE DELAY BUT I HAVE SO MANY REQUEST TO WORK ON MY IMAGINES BOOK AND SO MANY IDEAS BUT SO LITTLE TIME!

But here I am with a new, steamy chapter 😉 things are definitely getting interesting between these two!

As always, let me know what you guys think! And thank you so so much for reading and liking this story! And thank you for your patience ❤️

Sending love ❤️

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"Everything ready?" Wanda asked as she looked into the body length mirror as she applied her burgundy lipstick to complete her dark, bold make up. The younger girl was sporting a black simple, one shoulder dress running down to her feet, with a slight split starting from her left hip down, her hair down in perfect red waves and topping her look with black, high heels.

"Yes." Natasha replied softly, focusing on fastening her red heels, before standing up and smoothing out her red dress and touching up her hair a bit. When she looked up at the younger girl she stopped breathing - Wanda was beautiful.

"Nat?" Wanda asked confused and turned around to regard her with a puzzled expression.

"Hm?" The spy asked still in daze from the younger girl's beauty, shaking her head when she threw a big smile towards her.

"I asked, no earbuds?"

"Oh sorry- no, not tonight. We are meeting two Hydra agents. They can easily detect them. So we're using your powers to communicate between us." Wanda nodded satisfied and turned around to examine her job, nodding proudly at her work and put her lipstick in her clutch for touchups. "And if they already are hostile, I have a gun hid under this."

Wanda saw Natasha motion her hands around at her dress and the younger girl nodded softly, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip teasingly as she sauntered towards the Russian girl, watching her drop her smitten grin as her eyes raked up and down her body, making her burn from head to toe with the feel of her blue eyes on her. "Are you going to tell me where you're hiding it, or do I have to find it myself?"

Natasha was sure she was going to faint from the low, raspy tone the younger girl used to ask that question, her head getting dizzy with arousal as she swallowed subtly. She was a spy for fuck's sake! She survived the Red Room, she fought against the most dangerous people on earth, but a little witch was making her insides melt and reducing her into a mushy puddle of feelings. "Hm- I- I- what?" Damn it. Natasha cursed under her breath at her stammering her words and saw the Sokovian girl smile mischievously.

"Is the greatest Black Widow stuttering?"

"I do not such things."

"Oh but you just did." Wanda smirk's deepened when she saw the deep crimson color adorning the spy's cheeks and gave herself points for teasing the widow and made her a flustering mess. A knock on their door interrupted their staring contest and Wanda sighed loudly, walking away from Natasha to go see who was waiting outside, looking behind her left shoulder briefly to tease her mission partner more, "don't worry. I'll find it sooner or later." And then threw a wink towards her before turning back towards the door and opened it to see who it was.

While Wanda greeted Nick and Vincent, Natasha pulled herself out of her haziness with a shake of her head and went to take their clutches to join the Sokovian girl at the door, a small smile on her lips as she hugged their guests, before walking out of their room and down the hallway to go into the ballroom where the welcome party was taking place. During their way there Natasha scolded herself for being so pliant with the younger girl. She was the one teasing and reducing her victims into blushing, stuttering messes, not the other way around. So this is going to change tonight.

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